The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 2015

When Melissa left the villa, she was trembling with rage. She was so enraged that she couldn't even immediately start her car. She had to just sit there and try to calm herself down.

"That damn bitch! How dared she call me shameless! She is such a cunt!"

Melissa couldn't help muttering a curse on that bitch. When she finally regained her composure and mental clarity, she started the car and sped away from that horrid place.

Inside the villa, Vicky looked at her red and swollen face in the mirror. Her gaze turned cold, which inwardly thrilled her to see.

Her vicious, ice-cold eyes made her look like a serpent. She bit her lower lip and made up her mind.

"Melissa, you'll be sorry for what you have done!" Vicky spitefully muttered. She then took out her phone and dialed a number.

When the call connected, Vicky told the other person everything that had happened today. Deep into their conversation, Vicky even seemed to be receiving encouragement from the other person, and she seemed somewhat delighted.

"Yes, I know," she said.

"Fine, let's meet in half an hour." She then nodded and ended the call. Her sullen expression smoothed out after the conversation ended. She sat on the sofa, lost in thought.

Coming back to reality, she stood up, took her coat, and was ready to go out. Suddenly, seeing Stella in the kitchen, a thought popped into her mind.

Vicky cast a glance at her, put down her coat, and approached Stella. She asked innocently, "Stella, could you make a glass of mango juice for me?"

"Mango juice?" Stella repeated in surprise. She was surprised because there were no mangoes at home.

"We don't have mangoes?" Vicky asked, understanding Stella's dilemma.

Stella nodded in embarrassment. Vicky smiled. "It's fine. I can wait, Stella. Could you go to the market to buy some for me? Thanks."

"Okay, Ma'am. I'll buy some right now." Stella put down what she had been doing and immediately went out.

As soon as Stella left, Vicky left as well. Vicky didn't want anyone seeing her actually leaving the place.

At a bar near the villa

The moment Vicky stepped into the venue, she was bombarded by a cacophony of earsplitting sounds. She felt that she was going to become deaf at any moment. The harsh noise made her fretful and stressed.

She glanced around the space and sat in a corner that had few people. She checked the time on her phone. It was almost the agreed-upon time. 'He might arrive here anytime, ' she thought.

She ordered a cup of Saki. While she was sipping, her eyes kept searching around for the man she was waiting for.

At that moment, a man with sunglasses appeared. He saw Vicky and approached her seat slowly. She also saw him and waved him over to where she was sitting.

Soon enough, the man came and sat opposite her. They exchanged a stern glance of recognition.

"What's going on now? Has he replied yet?" Vicky asked anxiously, looking at the man in front of her as if he would solve her problems.

The man cast a look at her and replied coldly, "He has agreed to meet you this time."

Vicky breathed a sigh of relief as she heard his answer. 'Thank God, this is going smoothly, ' she thought.

"When will we meet?" she added.

"Wait for my notice," the man answered sternly.

"Could you just give me a hint? I don't have much time. I can't just wait forever!" Vicky complained impatiently like a little girl.